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Describe an early food experience that has influenced the way you think about food and/or cooking.
When I was about 5, my family was in Shanghai visiting my grandparents and great-grandparents, and we'd gone to my great-grandparents' home to fold and eat wontons. I was far too young to fold wontons properly (not that I do a great job now!) but I remember that my great-grandma, the same genius behind this recipe, still gave me all the wonton wrappers I wanted to fold into whatever shape I liked. I can still see my great-grandmother showing me my motley crew of filling-less wonton animals (which they still boiled!), and how ridiculous they looked floating in the pot. For all I know, that might have been the first time I ever helped cook anything -- and that memory lets me know that food is as much about taste and nourishment as it is about the love that goes into sharing the experience with others.
What's your least favorite kitchen task?
Taking out the trash! But my obliging boyfriend (whom I usually call Bowl #2) usually handles that for me so that I'll do the dishes instead.
Your favorite kitchen tool?
I think I have to go with my cast-iron skillet. It just does everything -- picture-perfect cornbread, extra crispy fried Spam (!), baked pasta, the list goes on. Pancakes, especially, have never, ever been the same since I got one! Plus, I was briefly anemic at one point in college, so I love knowing that it infuses everything I make with a little extra iron.
What is your idea of comfort food?
Bowl #2 and I always turn to a giant wok of kimchi fried rice when we feel like really wrapping ourselves up in food. It's spicy, warming, hearty, but most of all -- easy and plentiful! I love mixing in a particularly runny egg yolk. There's nothing more comforting than that. (Though I'll be honest, when the fridge is empty and I'm too tired to cook, we're all about Papa John's!)
What is your greatest kitchen disaster?
OK, don't judge. In my first year of law school, I lived in a dorm with a shared kitchen (and communal bathroom, you know you miss those) down the hallway from my dorm room. I once put on a pot of tea eggs to simmer late at night...and then forgot all about them until the next morning. I bolted straight out of bed and down the hallway terrified out of my mind because I thought I'd burned the whole dorm down. Luckily, someone had turned off the heat and taken the pot off the stove when they heard the eggs exploding in the pot (yes, that's right, they exploded). Believe it or not, one or two of the eggs still ended up being edible, but it took a whole day or two of soaking the pot before I could get the rest of the blackened, charred egg remains out of that kitchenware. I don't think I ever owned up to it to my hallmates.